“Alright Judy, arms up!” Maddie said, awkwardly carrying the monumentally gigantic sweater over.
“Mads, is there any reason you said I can’t wear a bra with this sweater?” the brobdignagian brunette asked.
“I just wanted to get an eyeful of those nips,” the witch teased. Maddie tossed the gigantic mass of yarn onto Judy, hoping it would end up oriented properly. Working together, the duo of women got Judy’s arms into the sleeves and her head through the neck hole.
Madeline held onto the hem and slowly walked around Judy’s bust, pulling the sweater down to cover the jumbo jugs. “Now, I know you can’t exactly see the design on here,” she said as she got around to Judy’s other side. “But the part by you is supposed to be space, black with stars. And over by your boobs is the earth. Each boob is a hemisphere!”
Judy laughed, sending rumbles through her bust. “Oh no, a planet-spanning earthquake!”
“I’m glad you like it! It looks good on you!” The silver-haired witch ran a hand along the side of one of Judy’s boobs. All of a sudden, both women heard a deep rumbling sound, almost like an empty stomach growling.
“Uhhh… Mads? What was that noise?”
“No idea,” the witch replied, trying her best not to smile.
“Maddie… what did you do…”
“Nothing! I promise!”
“Madeline, I- ohhhh…” Judy sighed. “Feeling… pressure…” Her bust was almost imperceptibly swelling, stretching the sweater just a little bit. “Maddieeeee…”
The witch couldn’t stop herself from giggling. “Just go with it, Judy! Enjoy the experience!”
“What… experience? Oh, pressure...”
Maddie gently massaged one boob, feeling the increasing tightness of the skin. “You’re coming along excellently, Judy. You really are a milk machine!”
“How… how much am I making…”
The witch pursed her lips. “Well, I get 60 out of each daily, but I’ve also got a lot of magic going on in there… it’s probably safe to say you’ll be beating an average dairy farm’s yearly production!” Already, Judy’s bust was cresting above her eye level and the hem of the sweater was getting pulled up as her tits engorged with milk.
Judy moaned. “I’m getting so… full… so huge… please milk me, Mads…”
“I think it would be more fun to see how big you get before you start gushing,” Maddie teased. “Don’t you?”
The swelling boobs in question were taller than Judy was now- all she could see in front of her was infinitely deep cleavage, still just barely contained in the sweater. Maddie pulled the sweater up to rest on top of her bust, but she still kept swelling.
“No sense in ruining all that hard work I did,” the witch stated. “The enchantment is a one-time thing anyway.”
Milk was beading on Judy’s gigantic nipples, droplets slowly running down the curves of her tits. Blue veins lightly crossed over Judy’s skin as she kept on producing more and more milk. “Maddieeeeee…”
“You’ll be fiiiine, Judy, just relax.”
“I’m too full, I feel like I’m gonna… gonna… gonnaaaaaaaaaa- AAAAAHHHHHHH!” Judy screamed her enjoyment as her deluge of milk finally released, and her body contorted in pleasure, her muscles freezing up for a second as a sudden and intense climax shook through her. The room flooded with cream, and Maddie smiled watching her friend begin to understand why she wanted to fill her with milk in the first place.
Judy’s flow eventually slowed down, and Maddie stepped up to one nipple. There was no way she could fit it in her mouth--the witch knew her own nips were almost too big for that--so she pressed her face into the areola, angling upward so she could catch the flow in her mouth. She happily swallowed mouthful after mouthful of Judy’s milk, not caring that she was getting soaked in her attempt to get into position.
“Oh, Judy, your milk is delightful…”